Trafford’s Trading Club

Almost 11: 00 a.m., Mr. Smith woke Mrs. Irola up shouting - Mr. Smith watched his wife in the ward until almost 7: 00 a.m., when he fell asleep.

Mrs. Eloula brought him something to eat… Mr. Smith rubbed off his face and woke up a little - he took a look at the situation in the ward and his face suddenly grew more serious.

“Don't worry, kid.” Mrs. Elora said slowly at this point: "The doctor says Debra's condition has improved… you see, bad things are still going to pass! ”

“Really!” Mr. Smith thrilled a little, even feeling his mental fatigue simply disappeared.

“You have to believe me, Smith.” Mrs. Elora smiled and said, "That's what the doctor just told me... come on, you should eat something, my child. ”

“Thank you, Mother.” Mr. Smith nodded and then remembered something, "What happened to Joe? ”

Speaking of Joe, it was very strange for both Mr. Smith and Mrs. Ellora - the child disappeared all day yesterday, but then magically appeared in the lobby of the hospital - that the police could not wake the child when they found him.

For this reason, Mr. Smith and Mrs. Elora have been nervous for a long time - if it weren't for the person in the hospital and having gone through the doctor's examination, saying that Joe's body is no different... but if there's nothing wrong with her body, why can't she wake up?

“He woke up, too.” Mrs. Elora laughed, “The doctor checked, Joe was healthy, no problem at all... he couldn't wake up, probably just because he was too tired - but I was thinking, maybe when Debra's condition stabilized, he could take Joe to a bigger hospital for a test. ”

Of course it's necessary, Mr. Smith doesn't even have any hesitation... he thought, “Mother, why don't you take Joe home for a rest, and I'll just watch Debra here. ”

If both are tired, the next thing is naturally even worse... Mrs. Eloula nods her head and then picks up Joe from another ward, then calls a taxi and leaves straight for the house.

Mr. Smith saw his mother and son leave and immediately returned to his wife's ward... he twisted his neck and subconsciously tried to beat a debt - but Mr. Smith found himself unable to do so.

He doesn't seem to really feel how tired he is... there's not enough time for a clear break - but it's a good thing, at least he's got enough spirit to face something unexpected, isn't there?

At this time,

“Oh, sir, you should take a shower… there's a flushing room next to it.” A nurse is passing by from Mr. Smith, "your wife is doing well, and it doesn't matter if you walk away for a while, and we and the doctors will always be concerned about the patient. ”

She knew that Mr. Smith had been here all along and that he had not rested well, so she could understand the smell on Mr. Smith at the moment - in fact, she would not have offered it if it had not been for the fact that the smell was too intense.

Mr. Smith sniffed his body unconsciously, but he didn't smell what the nurse said [smell]... just looking at the people passing by at this time, he covered his nose, and Mr. Smith couldn't say anything, “Well... thank you. ”

He had to walk to the rinse quickly.

Seeing Mr. Smith leave, the nurse who was so kind as to remind her that she exhaled so much —— she even slapped herself in the face with her palms —— that the smell was so great that it even gave the nurse the feeling of walking into the morgue.

Of course, it's just a metaphor —— after all, how can a living person who can talk and walk be the same as a corpse?

So the nurse opened the door and walked into Mrs. Debra's room —— she looked at the device in front of her pregnant wife's bed, she looked at the data on the device that was constantly improving, and her mood gradually improved.

After all, this is a mother with a small life, and no one watches her go so far into despair - especially as a health care worker.

“Strange… how can this smell be found here? ”

The nurse couldn't help but pinch her nose at the moment, and she found the smell in this room to be even more intense - the smell of rotten rats smelling like rotten rats that she felt like throwing up.

This leads the nurse to wonder if there's something wrong with the exhaust system on this floor -- or if, in the exhaust pipe, there's really a dead mouse or something.

“Hello... Yes, I would like to ask someone to check the pipes of the exhaust system, I suspect there are dead rats inside...”

The nurse picked up the phone directly.

……

As soon as the hot water drips from the top of his head, Mr. Smith has basically no pleasant feeling… he feels even more uncomfortable.

Perhaps this is because he is no longer accustomed to flushing hot showers - Mr. Smith is actually very afraid of heat… he has become very afraid of heat since he woke up from the hospital six months ago.

Even in the winter, he chooses to take a bath with cold water… he doesn't even catch a cold - because of fear of heat, he even pays a lot to install air conditioning in the kitchen of the restaurant - Mr. Smith's small restaurant is perhaps the best in town simply because of the working environment.

Because it was unbearable, Mr. Smith rushed out of the bathroom after washing it and rushed back to his wife's room.

At this time, Mr. Smith learned that the hospital was sending someone to inspect the exhaust pipeline, but was not overly concerned, just that he was silently guarding his wife, Debra.

“We're gonna be okay, Debra!” Mr. Smith said softly.

……

A janitor came in with his nose pinched after Mr. Smith left.

The cleaner frowned at the moment, and he had to put up with this rotten smell and start working - he had heard that the hospital's exhaust system might have hidden dead mice, and was now examining what was happening.

“So many...”

The cleaner stopped at this point because he found a lot of hair in one of the flushed rooms - obviously not the amount of normal people drop in a day!

It's like burning the animal with hot water and pulling out the hair - the cleaner can't help but think of the man who just walked out, secretly said that this gentleman is really pathetic, doesn't look very old, that is to say, in his thirties, hair loss is so serious!

The cleaner dialed his thick hair... Mmm-hmm!

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When she came home, Mrs. Irola remembered that she had made a lot of food when she left yesterday, and put it away for such a long time, I'm afraid it wasn't all spoiled... I'm afraid it would take a lot of time to deal with it - she seemed to rush to the hospital as soon as possible after she had placed Joe.

On her way back, Mrs. Elora had already contacted the neighbor's wife to take care of Joe for the day.

“Strange... these soups? ”

Mrs. Elora was surprised at the moment to find that the kitchen did not seem to be as bad as she had imagined - perhaps she was mistaken and did not cook so much food at all before she went out?

“Grandma, am I going to Aunt Lucy's house later?” Joe pulled Mrs. Elora's pants at this point and asked with her head back.

“Little Joe, don't you like Aunt Lucy? ”

Joe nodded, “She always likes to pinch my face and kiss me, making my face drool, I don't like it. ”

“That's because she likes you.” Mrs. Eloula said with a smile, "and proved you were quite popular, son —— well, you should be taking a bath by now, you haven't had a bath all night. Joe, you're five years old and you should be able to bathe on your own, right? ”

“Yes.” Joe nodded, then flew back to his room.

But not long afterwards —— Lady Elora hadn't even packed up what was on the table, and Joe rushed out, “Grandma, someone slept in my bed! ”

“Slept in your bed?” Lady Elora flashed... she was a little confused and followed Joe to his room for a few glances.

In fact, Mrs. Elora really didn't see anything —— this is what the kid's room was all about. She couldn't figure it out. How could Joe be so sure she'd been in her room before?

“Kid, I've seen it. Your room hasn't come in.” Lady Eloula said positively at the moment: “Trust me, son... I have to clean up, I have to go to the hospital later, so you have to take a quick bath and go to Aunt Lucy's house, okay? ”

“Got it...” Joe mumbled and gently closed the door.

He leaned against the door on his own - he really felt like someone had slept in his bed... it seemed like someone had been in the house and the smell was everywhere.

Yes… Mr. Reaper!

“Hello...! ”

At this point, a head suddenly fell off the top of his head and rolled over to Joe's feet... and now Joe stared.

Joe opened his mouth first, but as he was about to scream, he quickly covered his mouth with his hands - because he had already recognized it, and this falling head was clearly the big sister who particularly liked to grab him: Nero!

“Sister, you're here! ”

Joe was surprised and surprised at the moment - although he couldn't say it himself, why would he be happy to see such a [horrible] sister-in-law?

At this point, I saw the window deck open slowly, and a headless body just flipped in, walked up to Joe, and picked up the head on the ground —— this is Nero's body.

She just said that her head was casually held between her waists, so that her head was almost the same height as Joe's, squinting her eyes and laughing: "Kid, open your mouth, sister will buy you a big mushroom ~”

Her arm was stretched out at this point... the ghost knew where she had picked a mushroom?

“I don't like mushrooms!” Joe shook his head.

“Hades.” Nero said coldly, then looked at Joe's face.

I just saw Joe blinking and looking at the big sister in front of me, “Big sister, what are you talking about? What's Hades? ”

Obviously, for a five-year-old, it's impossible to know who Hades really is - not even the legend of the legendary Pluto.

“Nothing.” Nero shrugged - then her arm stuffed the mushroom directly into Joe's mouth, "Come on, eat it and grow tall. ”

Joe couldn't help but stare - only after the pain at first, Joe discovered that the mushroom smelled like chocolate… it turned out to be mushroom-like chocolate candy.

Joe can't help but think of the last time my older sister ate almost all of her chocolate beans... suddenly she felt sweet.

Nero then put his head back on his neck and then measured Joe's room like he was thinking about something - just seeing her eyes suddenly turning and then smiling badly on his face.

Joe struck a chill subconsciously.

If not, Nero looks at him with a smile and says, "Kid, would you like to be a bait again? ”

Joe blinked and then backed off scared... he stuck to the door and his whole body shrunk into Nero's shadow at this point.

Afraid...

“No... don't...! ”

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Downstairs.

Elora was washing dishes and talking on the phone with her husband about Debra - although her husband had been arguing with her son Smith for years because of some inconsistency, in fact her husband was very concerned about the situation.

At this point, when Lady Eloula heard some noise, she raised her head and shouted upstairs: "Joe, be quiet, I'm on the phone with your grandfather! ”

The movement upstairs disappeared… Lady Eloula didn't care either and continued to talk to her husband, who lived far away.

“... you are so stubborn! Can't you understand me? ”

Mrs. Elora, who was arguing with her husband about something, did not find out at this time that her grandson, at this time, was caught in the sky by a silver-grey leopard...

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The manor.

“… Old Fairy, people really don't know, turns out your life is such a pain. ”

[Misty] At this time, he looked at the miserable, sad, too shady... and stroked his nose hard - the floor was already full of paper towels.

God knows why this creature has a nose. It even works.

“Hey... it's all tears.” Too shady to sigh at this moment, "but it doesn't matter, there can be Miss [Mian] to listen to my complaint, I feel much better... Miss Mian, you are such a kind person, I will pray for you every day! ”

“Thank you so much, Old Fairy!” [Misty] Think about it, then summon up the courage: “Old Fairy, what can I do for you? ”

Coming, coming... This little girl is such a liar!

Too shady... the plan worked!

He suddenly cleared his voice and then quickly took out a note, "Miss Mian, you know, now we are all secretly held by that dark maid! Look, even our great master has been bewitched by this dark maid! ”

“Mm-hmm!” [Mien] nodded seriously, "so? ”

“Can you give this thing to the master quietly?” Tai Yin mysteriously said at this time: “Remember, you must take the black heart woman's absence before you can give it to the master! ”

“Okay, Old Fairy! I'll make it! Don't worry!” [Misty] hold his fist and say it seriously.

Oh... why does this pillow have fists?

Too shady to think.